Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

“Keilani, thanks for being so nice. That’s won’t be necessary.”

Tyrone gazed at Keilani, his eyes carrying a subtle warning.

Maybe it was Tyrone’s stern look that made Keilani start to speak, then stop short.

Tyrone took Jennie to a big mall downtown. There was this massive children’s park in the basement.

Jennie, still a kid, loved the amusement park. She played there for almost an hour.

When Jennie was exhausted from playing, Tyrone led her to a stall and got her some drink.

The stall was packed, mostly with young girls. People kept sneaking peeks at Tyrone.

whispering, “See that guy over there? He’s really

spotting Jennie with him. She murmured, “Too

L A ‘s L I

excellent with kids. That’s wonderful. Unlike my boyfriend, who’s constantly

to fetch the drink. Tyrone strolled over, picked up the drink, slipped

she had consumed about half, she started to blow bubbles into the

doing this

Jennie. They were intricate wooden models

Tyrone suggested, “Let’s check

to use the restroom, Jennie said, looking

restroom. Can

confident about going to the restroom alone, not needing anyone to accompany